The sound of iron armor, this kind of armor made of raw cowhide, is different from the usual Ming army uniforms, and is one of the standard equipment of the Ming Dynasty Martial Arts Academy.
In recent months, half of the silver earned by the Donghai Co., Ltd. has been spent by Zhu Shou at the Longjiang Bao Shipyard; the other half has naturally been spent on the martial arts academy to train the student soldiers to make their soldiers strong, their horses strong, and their armor
distinct.
The first batch of students, cavalry leader Qianhu Zhang Yunlin, led the front army and walked slowly at the front of the team. Under his command were 700 student army cavalry.
Zhang Yunlin, who is nineteen years old, is not very old, but his appearance is a bit scary. A small piece of his nose is missing, and there is a long knife edge on the top of his left eyebrow. If he were an inch lower, he might be as mature as Zhou Dai.
The one-eyed wolf.
During the Battle of Qianniu Village, he was carried off the battlefield by his peers. Two of his fingers were broken and his appearance was ruined. The originally sunny and handsome boy who liked to make fun of him turned into an ugly guy who was gloomy all day long. Even at home.
The eldest daughter of a wealthy family whom he had arranged to be married to was also disowned, and in the end he had to marry the concubine of a wealthy family.
"Sir," a guard soldier rushed over, "Yuan Shen has retreated the Chinese army. The bandit army has surrounded the rest of our army. The magistrate orders you to go quickly."
Zhang Yunlin glanced at him sideways, without answering, and stretched out the only three fingers of his right hand. Two cavalrymen immediately ran up, disarmed the guard soldier, and threw him onto the empty horse behind the team.
There are already four messengers sent by Wang Qinian there. With this one, there are exactly five people.
"Slower," Zhang Yunlin turned around, looked behind him and asked, "Where is Qian Zhu?"
This group of student soldiers all have three horses and are well equipped. There are three arrow pots beside the saddle, each pot contains twenty fine arrows made by the Ministry of War.
A scout commander rushed forward and replied with a smile: "It is said that he has gone south to Huai Town Store. I guess he either wants to enter Jiaohe County or hide in Shanjiaqiao. This kid is very dishonest."
This general banner also looks about eighteen or nineteen years old, his name is Tao Yinglong, the first batch of students of the martial arts academy, originally one of the hundred households under Zhang Yunlin. In the battle of Qianniu Village, all the other hundred households under Zhang Yunlin died in the battle, only Tao Yinglong
Survived.
After returning to Baoding, he did not want to be the leader of hundreds of households anymore. Instead, he led a group of brothers who had survived the disaster and started to work as scouts. He disappeared all day long and had no idea what he was doing.
Zhang Yunlin glared at him and whispered: "Do you think you are a smart person?"
Tao Yinglong looked to the northeast and said with some worry: "If it's Governor Zhai..."
Zhang Yunlin replied coldly: "The Holy Spirit has no intention. If he dares to talk too much, he will be chopped with a knife."
Tao Yinglong sighed and looked at his boss: "He and Mr. Xu probably don't have the same heart."
Zhang Yunlin looked back at the 700 cavalrymen and said with a smile: "Don't guess at the intentions of high-ranking officials. As long as these young people are of the same mind as me."
Tao Yinglong said nothing more, waved to his brothers, and the group roared away. In the blink of an eye, their figures were covered by dust.
Outside Hejian Mansion City, the dust dispersed.
A group of ragged guardsmen walked out of a small forest, led by a fat businessman.
"Damn it, you actually asked me to wait to attack Hejian Mansion!" The businessman's face was darker than the dark clouds on a rainy day.
He is the leader of this group of guardsmen, his name is Zhang Yuan. He was originally a bankrupt textile workshop owner in Qingxian County. When the thieves came, he saved his life in time and took his poor spinners and weavers with him.
He embarked on the glorious road of rebelling against thieves and left behind a life.
Liu Hui valued him very much, so he incorporated his group of spinners into his own team, gave him 500 guardsmen, and ordered him to go to Hejian Mansion to make money...
"The officers and soldiers are out in force, and the defense of Hejian Mansion is empty," Liu Hui said with a smile, "Brother Zhang, I will leave these five hundred warriors to you. Take them to Hejian City to have a good time."
Seeing the listless look of these guard soldiers, Zhang Yuan said angrily: "You guys, run a few steps quickly. Hejian City is like a bitch. It's right in front. There aren't even any officers or soldiers. Take it, one person."
A big house, ten women, you can choose from them!"
A spacious house? A soft girl? Thinking about it, I almost couldn't bear it. The courage of the guardsmen seemed to have regained a little bit.
However, when I saw the fortified city of Hejian Mansion from a distance, I was a little frightened. Can such a magnificent city be easily captured? If it cannot be captured and is captured by Wang Qinian, then what awaits everyone is
His head was hung on the top of the city, letting the blood flow freely. He died, and there was no one to collect the body. It was a waste of money for the crows.
Hejian Mansion is better than Henan, Zhongdu Fengyang and other places. There are no thieves all over the land. It was originally a peaceful place to live. Unfortunately, the government's decree changed, and the rebels all over the world were moved.
Land is always the most sensitive nerve in the world.
Even if ten thousand years pass, the land issue will remain an eternal historical theme.
These guards soldiers were swayed by the bright military achievements. Yes, Eunuch Liu said that I should have land and houses. This is the rule of the court. Since the big families don't give it, I will.
Come and grab it yourself.
A group of ambitious people, coupled with ignorant people, is the best fermentation field, enough to brew a disaster sweeping the world.
For careerists, subversion will not change the pattern of authoritarian power. On the contrary, a subversion that consumes everything can make authoritarian power more evolved and stable.
The rebels of the past generations are undoubtedly elites who have understood the essence of this revolution.
Brother Chongba is their most outstanding representative, bar none.
Under the temptation of the house and the woman, the guardsmen continued on their way. There was nothing wrong with Liu Hui's plan. If these guardsmen could sneak into Hejian Mansion City quietly, if no reinforcements arrived from Hejian Mansion,
,if……
If all these assumptions are true, then clothes, women, houses, gold and silver will all beckon to the rebels.
It's a pity that there are never what-ifs in this world.
When they appeared under the city of Hejian Prefecture, they were surprised to find that the prefect Wang was standing on the city tower, surrounded by hundreds of Ming troops!
"If I had known better, I wouldn't have been a thief." A veteran sighed.
"Your uncle is a thief, your eldest brother is a thief," his friend spat, "If you don't want to be a thief, why don't you take the martial arts exam?"
"You don't need to be a siege thief to be a thief," the veteran sighed. "It's better to go to the surrounding small counties to beg for some food and grass. It's the same thing that I did in the past, rather than fighting with the dog officers and soldiers."
When he said this, he seemed to have forgotten that he was also a member of the Dog Officer Army. However, Zhang Yuan, the leader, listened and his heart suddenly brightened: Yes, just these two or three kittens, how can they attack Hejian City?
Ah, Xian County, Suning, Raoyang, these small counties are like women, without an army to defend them!
"What's your surname? How did you beg for food and grass in the past? Come one by one. I will report your merits to Chief Liu and promote you to become one of the 100 households." Zhang Yuan said to the veteran.
The old soldier smiled, lowered his head and said: "The boss of Lao is asking for help. Hundreds of households don't dare to do it. Just ask me to lead a few old brothers to escort the grain and grass. In fact, this method of begging for food is quite simple. It is reliable to ask for food from the superior government. It is the king's law, and for us, the knife is the king's law. If we go there, these county magistrates are all good people, and they are all willing to lose money and avoid disaster."
Zhang Yuan frowned: "What if they don't give it?"
The veteran shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not their own money, so why would they be reluctant to part with it? This money belongs to the people all over the city."…
Zhang Yuan also laughed and said: "It's the same logic. It's ridiculous that I have become possessed by a demon and am worried about these people."
The veteran sighed: "The boss has a kind heart."
Zhang Yuan smiled bitterly and said: "Just use it as a ball. Brothers, these days, if you don't want to be killed, you have to kill someone. There is no other way. If you die, don't blame your brothers. No matter what, I will die before you." , If you want to get wealth and honor, come with me to Raoyang!"
The officers and soldiers were all squeezing towards Hejian Mansion. Zhang Yuan, who was a businessman, naturally saw clearly that the best way out of the quagmire of Hejian Mansion and to go to Raoyang and Anping in Zhending Mansion was the best way.
His words also moved these thieves.
"Charge into Raoyang City," everyone raised their steel knives and shouted loudly, "steal money, food, and women!"
Morale was immediately boosted!
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
At the same time, the voice of leader Liu Hui and Liu also echoed around the battlefield in Jinghe Town.
Jia Mian'er and Zhao Xiu were already leading their troops to pursue the fleeing Ming army. The thieves had messy weapons, including knives, guns, long swords, short knives, and even wooden sticks and iron forks. The equipped Ming army fled in all directions.
In the wilderness, there were shouts of killing everywhere, and the bloodshot eyes in each pair were filled with fanatical cruelty.
Zhao Feng, who was only seventeen years old and the youngest brother of Zhao Hao, was holding a long knife and had already chopped off the heads of two soldiers and was chasing the third soldier.
Blood makes every man feel excited and exciting. This is a man's troubled times, this is a man's game. Zhao Feng felt that he was already a man, and he was also the winner of the game, so he was very excited.
Liu Hui, who was galloping around, suddenly reined in his horse, listened carefully, his face suddenly changed, his round face was full of horror, and he shouted wildly: "Wind Fire Camp, form an array! The left wing goes forward, the right wing goes back, withdraw!"
Fenghuoying is his direct descendant. There are not many people, only about 600 people, but everyone is a fierce bandit, and they are meticulous in executing military orders.
Unfortunately, this place is a battlefield, with Ming troops fleeing for their lives in disorder, and thieves hacking and killing everywhere. It is as difficult for Fenghuo Camp to form their formation in time, as it is to break through the weak points of the Ming army just now.
"Brother Liu, why do you want to withdraw?" Zhao Feng, who was closest to Liu Hui at this time, shouted loudly and asked.
Liu Hui was too lazy to pay attention to him, and directly led his followers to retreat to the southwest. The array of Fenghuo Camp was not organized, but followed Liu Hui in a somewhat chaotic retreat.
Seeing Liu Hui retreating, the remaining thousands of bandits were unwilling to give in. As long as these fleeing Ming troops were collected, there would be an army of tens of thousands. Not to mention Hejian Prefecture, even in Hebei and Henan. Let them ride!
The entire battlefield was in chaos. It was exactly when the thieves were at their weakest after their victory that a deep horn sounded.
The remaining Ming army and rebels raised their heads and saw a black cloud floating over the northwest plain. After a few breaths, they were close. When they took a closer look, they saw a bright yellow military flag. Under the military flag.
, thousands of war horses!
"Official troops!" the thieves shouted wildly, "Meet the enemy!"
After the victory, the thieves did not panic, but swarmed forward. The leading young general, White Horse Silver Spear, was only seventeen years old, and it was none other than the smug Zhao Feng and Zhao Laoliu!